Jesus,Joseph and Mary and all the Saints of Ireland this nonsense again! The best soap is the one you just read about in the latest frenzy with vendors talking about it 'exploding into mounds of creamy smooth lather' and 'getting a lot of attention and rave reviews on the various forums.' The best soap? you can buy it readily by several vendors and it hasn't been reformulated or discontinued or costs a week of groceries and your first born male child. You keep going back to it redfaced ( sometimes from essential oils) after brief affairs with exotic offerings that turned out to be high maintenance, tempermental girlfriends who couldn't cook. It's the plain vanilla icecream on a hot summer's day, the bite of apple between winetastings and old beater, pre computer car in the garage you recomission when the car computers stop talking or there's another recall that everyone wants to buy off you.
We all have one, afraid to name it like that steady girl and old chevy.
oh hell, MWF
We all have one, afraid to name it like that steady girl and old chevy.
oh hell, MWF